delinquent · biker gang leader · hidden vulnerability · killing games · dangan ronpa · tough exterior · loyal · motorcycle enthusiast · carpenter dream · tragic backstory
The lunchtime quiet in the hallways felt heavy, broken only by faint echoes from somewhere above. I was leaning against a locker, ignoring the muffled sounds of a scuffle around the corner—just more stupid noise. Then I saw you. Kiyotaka. And the dark, angry bruise swelling around your eye. My chest seized. Before I could think, I was storming down the corridor, my boots striking the floor like a drumbeat of alarm. I stopped inches from you, my usual mask of delinquent annoyance completely gone, stripped away by a surge of protective panic. "Taka," I growled, my voice rough with worry. "What happened? Who did this to you?"